Golden carp are no ordinary fish in a pond. (142-144)

Chapter 142 Family Dispute 10/6/2003-10/8/2003

"Little Aunt!" Yuqian heard the sound of the key opening the door and immediately "flew" out of the inner room with great joy, grabbing the still-unsteady Feng Yun. "How did it go? How did it go?"

"How did what go?"

"Of course it's about Hou Longtao! Tell me quickly, how did you teach him a lesson again?" Although Yuqian knew that physical harm to that "heartless man" wouldn't solve the fundamental problem, it would at least make her feel a little better. And she did indeed harbor a sliver of unrealistic hope that perhaps her magical little aunt could create a "miracle."

"Can you let me wash my face first?" Feng Yun went into the bathroom. She spoke so easily in front of men, but when facing her niece, she found it difficult to be direct and blunt.

"Drink some water, drink some water." Yuqian brought Feng Yun a bottle of beverage after she returned to the living room and sat down next to her, putting her arm around her shoulder. Suddenly, she frowned slightly, leaned back, and looked Feng Yun up and down.

"What...what are you doing?" Feng Yun avoided the girl's gaze, feeling guilty.

"You seem different from before you left? You look especially good."

"No...no, nothing like that."

"Ah!" Yuqian exclaimed, "Did you get things sorted out for me? Did he give in?"

"Yuqian, I..." Feng Yun grabbed the girl's hand, but couldn't speak.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Yuqian instinctively felt that things weren't as wonderful as she had imagined.

"I...I need your help with something." Feng Yun thought and thought, but couldn't think of a better way than to just say it directly.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Stop causing him any more trouble."

"What?" Yuqian stood up, took two steps back, and squinted at her aunt. "What do you mean?"

Feng Yun lowered her head. "You know what I mean. I want you to notify the police and the business administration officials to stop causing him any more trouble."

"Why? Why!?"

"I lost. You know about my agreement with him."

"Impossible!" When Feng Yun told her about the bet, Yuqian never thought she would lose, so she didn't object. "How could you lose? Ten or a hundred men wouldn't be a match for you!"

"We're not fighting. It's hard to say who will win."

"Then why were you so self-assured before..." Yuqian suddenly seemed to realize something, and an incredulous expression appeared on her face. "You...you...you've fallen in love with him?"

Feng Yun didn't answer. Two blushes unconsciously crept onto her face. She was now acting coy like a young girl experiencing her first love, which was tantamount to admitting her niece's "accusation."

"How could you?!" Yuqian didn't give her aunt a chance to explain. She didn't care what had happened; she only knew she had been betrayed. She turned and rushed into her room, slamming the door shut. Feng Yun had

anticipated the girl's reaction. She went over and knocked on the door. "Yuqian, it's not what you think. I really tried my best. Please listen to me, okay?"

Yuqian didn't answer. After a while, she opened the door, carrying a small suitcase. Without even looking at the woman outside, she strode towards the front door.

"Where are you going?" Feng Yun chased after her and grabbed the handle of the suitcase.

"I'm moving back home."

"Why?"

"Why do you think I should?! You stole my boyfriend, of course I can't live with you anymore!" Yuqian turned around and shouted loudly, her eyes filled with tears. Then she started to snatch the suitcase back. "Let go! Let go!"

Feng Yun was much stronger than the girl. She pulled back and snatched the suitcase, throwing it aside. "I didn't steal your boyfriend, will you listen to me?"

"Get lost!" Yuqian pushed her aunt so hard that she stumbled, turned around and was about to leave again, not even wanting the suitcase.

"What's wrong with you?!" Feng Yun was a little angry. She rushed in front of the girl and pushed her down onto the sofa by the door. She was obedient to Hou Longtao now, but she was still the same old temper with others. "We need to talk." Yuqian

was in a fit of anger. How could she talk calmly? She tried to get up, but was held down by the other party. In a fit of anger, she swung her fist and punched her in the face.

"Are you trying to die?" Feng Yun deflected the girl's attack with a flick of his left hand, simultaneously raising his right hand as if to slap her.

"Go ahead, hit me, I'll let you hit me," Yu Qian not only didn't dodge but also leaned closer, "Go ahead and hit me!"

Feng Yun had only raised his hand in a fit of anger, but now seeing his niece staring at him with teary eyes, her face full of grievance and heartache, he couldn't bring

himself to hit her. "Yu Qian, calm down." "Pah, you're shameless!" When Yu Qian lost her temper, she didn't care about elders or juniors, or what could or couldn't be said. "You tricked me into helping you vent your anger, but you were actually cheating on me with another man! You're a shameless slut! A whore!"

"What did you say!?" Feng Yun couldn't take it anymore. He had clearly remained chaste for almost thirty years; how could he be called a cheater, a slut, a whore? "Who are you calling a whore!?"

"I'm calling you a whore, I'm calling you a whore! A slut! A whore!"

"You brat, so disrespectful!? You have no manners at all!" Feng Yun jumped off the girl, forced her to kneel on the ground, twisted one of her arms behind her back, and lifted her slightly, forcing her upper body onto the sofa. Since she couldn't bear to hit the upper face, she would follow the old rule and hit the lower face.

"No! No! Don't touch me!" Yu Qian immediately understood what her aunt wanted to do. Although it had been a long time since she was beaten, she was still terrified. She tried to struggle, but the other person was stronger than her, and her arm was twisted, so any movement hurt. She couldn't resist at all.

Feng Yun yanked the girl's loose white casual pants down to her buttocks and slapped her tender white buttocks with a "smack," one slap after another, until the two beautiful mounds of flesh were red. "Are you still going to scold me?! Are you still going to scold me?!"

"Ah...ah...ah..." Yu Qian burst into tears, tears streaming down her face. It didn't hurt that much, but it was quite frightening. From childhood to adulthood, apart from this little aunt, no one had ever scolded her, let alone hit her. The rarer something was, the more she remembered it; it was human nature.

"Are you still going to curse?! Speak!"

"No...no more...please spare me...ah...I...I won't curse anymore..."

"Huff..." Feng Yun's breathing was a little uneven. She wasn't tired; the "smack, smack" sound of the slaps on her buttocks and the girl's moaning tone were so familiar, exactly the same sounds she made when Hou Longtao was playing with her. She was a little distracted; the speed and force of her hand's descent suddenly decreased, and instead of lifting it, she pressed her fingers into the deep cleft of her buttocks, rubbing them against the pale yellow t-back panties.

According to scientific statistics, the probability of a normal heterosexual woman developing homosexual tendencies is much, much higher than that of a normal heterosexual man, perhaps because the scent and curves of a woman's body are more alluring.

Yuqian didn't react for a moment. It wasn't until her aunt's fingers began gently rubbing her anus through her underwear that she realized something was wrong. She immediately wiped away her tears and twisted her hips forcefully. "What are you doing?! What are you doing?!"

"Ah!" Feng Yun was jolted awake by the girl's voice. She jumped up, taking several steps back, her face as red as a ripe apple. "I...I..."

Yuqian stood up and pulled up her pants. "What exactly happened in Kuandian?" The girl's change piqued her curiosity. Her aunt had never blushed before, much less "molested" her.

"You're willing to listen to me now?" Feng Yun forced herself to hide her embarrassment.

“I’m listening to you, but I haven’t agreed to anything.”

Feng Yun sat back down on the sofa and recounted her life-and-death experiences with Hou Longtao, up to their encounter in the hospital. “I…I’m his now.”

“What do you mean you’re his now? Just because you slept with him doesn’t mean you’re his. Don’t you hate chauvinism? Don’t you despise women who depend on men?”

“Yes, I am, but I’ve fallen in love with him. I can’t control myself. I can tolerate all his flaws.”

“You’re willing to share him with another woman?”

“Willing, not willing. I don’t care. I’ve been independent and self-reliant since I was little. I don’t depend on anyone. Except for your mother and you, I have no feelings for anyone else. For so many years, Yuqian, I’m tired. You know, when I’m with him, I suddenly feel incredibly relaxed, a relaxation I’ve never felt before. It’s like a thousand-pound burden has been lifted off my shoulders.”

“Are you trying to make me pity you? You’re beautiful, but what about me? If you don’t care about me, why should I care about you?”

"I don't need anyone's pity. I'm telling you all this so you understand how I feel. If it weren't for our relationship, I wouldn't be wasting my breath on you."

"I already said I didn't want to hear your nonsense. Just tell me straight, what do you want from me?"

"Is it possible for you to accept him?" Feng Yun loved her niece dearly, and she already knew Hou Longtao's good points and knew Yuqian still loved him. Although the chances were slim, she still wanted to try.

"Impossible! You can leave with other women, but I can't. My man can only love me." Ever since Yuqian could remember, she knew her mother was unhappy, even suffering. She always thought it was due to her father's infidelity. To avoid following in her mother's footsteps, she couldn't tolerate her husband's philandering; it was a deep-seated instinct for self-preservation.

What Yuqian didn't know was that Feng Jie's suffering was actually the result of a loveless marriage.

"Fine, since you can't accept him, then leave him. What's the English saying again? Leave him alone?"

"He's my boyfriend, how can I leave him alone?"

"Boyfriend? You've already broken up, what's with the boyfriend thing?"

"How did we break up? We never officially said we broke up, we were just fighting."

"How many boyfriends have you had? A hundred, right? When you were studying in Beijing, you changed boyfriends every two weeks, and you never officially broke up with any of them? Why are you making such a fuss this time?"

"Pfft, those were just kids fooling around, how can they count?"

"You're just fooling around now too."

"How is it fooling around? I gave him everything," Yuqian's face flushed slightly, her expression softening, perhaps recalling the happy feeling she had with Hou Longtao, "He was my first man..." "

Then I'll have him come and officially break up with you another day," Feng Yun's patience was wearing thin, "Let's not get off topic, just tell me if you can let him go."

"So what if I can? So what if I can't?"

“Yuqian, you should learn to think about others more,” Feng Yun said, trying not to be too harsh. “Since you two are having relationship problems, you should go your separate ways. Why cling to him so desperately? We’re family, and we shouldn’t have conflicts over a man, but I’ll only ever be with him. Do you want me to be alone forever?”

Yuqian stood up, slowly walked to the window, and crossed her arms, lost in thought. She had a deep understanding of the power dynamics in her family. If her aunt was truly determined to help Hou Longtao—and judging from her tone—she was indeed determined, she didn’t even need to agree. A single word from her aunt could erase all the obstacles she had set up for the man. In short, it would be difficult for her to openly bully him anymore.

“Yuqian,” Feng Yun walked up behind the girl, “I know you still have feelings for him, and it’s hard for you to make this decision, but…”

“Hehe,” Yuqian turned around with a smile, “How could I still have feelings for him? I just want to teach him a lesson. He dared to lie to me, so of course I can’t let him get away so easily. But I’ve already been trying to get him back for so long, and you’ve even helped me beat him up. Since you want him, I won’t bother him anymore.”

“Really…really?” Feng Yun knew his niece’s personality was unpredictable, but this kind of huge change was unprecedented, making it hard to believe.

“What’s wrong? Would I lie to you?” Yuqian grabbed her still surprised aunt, “Come on, let’s go find a restaurant outside. I haven’t eaten since I was waiting for you.”

“Huh?” Feng Yun was dumbfounded as the girl pulled her out…

“Xiaoqian agreed so easily?” The next afternoon, Feng Jie and her cousin met in a restaurant’s coffee shop.

“Yeah, I also find it strange, but since she agreed, I have nothing to say.”

“We’ll see.” Feng Jie traced circles along the rim of her coffee cup with her finger. “Tell me about it.”

“My relationship with him?”

“Yes.”

“Hmph.” Feng Yun recounted to her sister how she went from enemies to friends with Hou Longtao.

“You…you’re together with him?” Feng Jie lowered her head, her expression the same as when she invited her future son-in-law, now her future brother-in-law, out for morning tea.

“Do you want to hear the details?” Feng Yun rested her arms on the table, hands supporting the handles, smiling mischievously at her sister. She only showed this innocent expression in front of her sister, who treated her like a daughter.

“I’m not forcing you. You can tell me if you want, or not if you don’t.”

“I’ll tell you.” Feng Yun moved from opposite her cousin to her side, leaning close to her, and whispered a detailed account of her intimate encounter with Hou Longtao.

During that time, Feng Jie's eyes darted around, her face flushed and paled alternately, and her breathing became uneven.

"Sister, he knows it was you that night."

"What!?" Feng Jie was startled by this sudden statement, jumping up and slamming the coffee set on the table, making a loud clatter. "He...he knows!?"

"Sit down, sit down," Feng Yun tugged at her cousin's arm. "Why are you so nervous?"

"He...he..." Feng Jie slowly sat down. "How did he find out?"

"I told him."

"You!" Feng Jie's face turned deathly pale. "How could you...?"

"What does it matter? You have feelings for him, and he's interested. I'll play matchmaker, and you'll be happier too." All the conventional rules of a male-dominated society held no place in Feng Yun's mind; her actions were guided by her own moral standards.

"You... what nonsense are you talking about? I have no feelings for him, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense..." Feng Jie's head was lowered as much as it could go.

"You have no feelings for him? I'm talking nonsense?" Feng Yun looked at her sister mysteriously. "When I mentioned his injury earlier, look how worried you were. You weren't even this anxious when your husband was in a car accident and hospitalized, were you?"

"No way." Feng Jie's denial was completely weak and powerless; anyone could see whether she truly cared for Hou Longtao.

“Sister, life is only a few decades long. Since you’ve met someone you like, there’s no need to hide. I understand you don’t want Yuqian to know, but it’s okay to secretly meet a few times, right?”

“You’re getting more and more outrageous.”

“What’s outrageous about it? You’ve been in the Zhang family for over twenty years, what have you gotten out of it? Your husband is a heartless bastard. You’ve been unhappy for so many years, it’s time to let loose. I’ve already talked to Long Tao, he’s not without feelings for you. It’s mutual attraction, don’t be foolish anymore.” Actually, Feng Yun didn’t even know what she was trying to say. She only knew that her sister’s lonely, resentful life couldn’t continue.

"Alright!" Feng Jie suddenly lifted her head. "Stop talking about it! Stop talking about it!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore. Why are you getting so angry?" Feng Yun saw that her sister was really angry, so she had no choice but to give up for the time being. But she had no intention of letting it go so easily. It was obvious that the other woman was not sincere...

It was already past 1:00 a.m. Lying on the empty bed, Feng Jie still couldn't fall asleep. Her sister's words kept repeating in her ears.

Once, only once, that one time was enough for Feng Jie to never forget Hou Longtao. His kisses were full of endless love, and his large hands that caressed her body were so tender. It was the first time in her life that she felt loved. Although she knew that the person he loved at the time was not really her, that feeling was so wonderful. Every time she thought about it, she couldn't help but feel her heart flutter.

But the thought of rekindling her romance with Hou Longtao was something Feng Jie wouldn't even dare to consider. Aside from their previous accident, she hadn't had sex for over six years. She was a very traditional woman; she didn't believe in infidelity, and she even considered sex to be the domain of the young. She believed that once a woman was over forty, she was considered an "old woman" and shouldn't have the right to think about sex anymore.

Feng Jie's husband's mind wasn't on her anyway, so his lack of interest suited his wishes, and he ignored her.

Although Feng Jie's body would occasionally protest, it wasn't unbearable, and occasional masturbation helped.

But since that night, Feng Jie could no longer remain calm. Whenever she thought of that man, she felt uneasy, as if every cell in her body was calling out his name. Feng Jie

tried desperately to stop thinking about Hou Longtao, but there were always people around her reminding her—her son, her husband, or her daughter.

What's even more terrifying is that the more her son and husband curse Hou Longtao, the more Feng Jie feels he's a good person, because deep down she knows her husband and son aren't. The more her daughter says Hou Longtao is heartless and ungrateful, the more she feels he's affectionate and devoted, because she knows he truly loves Yuqian.

Feng Yun's words this afternoon have stirred Feng Jie's emotions even more. She doesn't think it's outrageous or immoral for Hou Longtao to be interested in his ex-girlfriend's mother and current girlfriend's cousin; she just feels happy, even though she won't reciprocate.

Feng Jie sits up. The weather is beautiful tonight. She stares at the bright moon, lost in thought. Sleeplessness is more than just a solitary dream.

"Ah..." Feng Jie's right hand unconsciously slips into her pajama bottoms, rubbing her lace panties, which are already damp.

The woman closed her eyes, her brows furrowed, and slowly unbuttoned three buttons on her nightgown with her left hand. "I can't...I can't think about him, what's wrong with me...what's wrong with me..." Her mind screamed "I can't," yet she continued to moan softly, her hands moving without hesitation.

Feng Jie moistened her left index finger with her mouth, then pressed and rubbed it against her pink nipple.

Slowly, the saliva on her finger dried, and she cupped her full right breast in her hand, making the erect nipple point directly upwards.

Feng Jie lowered her head, and a glistening silver thread of saliva dangled from her mouth, landing on her pink areola. She spread the saliva evenly on her nipple; perhaps this moist sensation would...

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